Uncover the Sun

Found

 

I found a poem

in the garden

between the watering can

and a row of peas

where the sun

lay glistening

 

I found a poem

in the park

down the curve

of a slide

and the glee

of a child

 

I found a poem

under the covers

where my feet

reached past

our warmth

and felt the cold

 

I found a poem

in my head

but didn’t write

it down,

and then

I forgot every line

 

But even that

was a poem,

the empty space

that every rhyme

ultimately

disappears into

 2/5/23

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